Category: Prose And Poetry

Two days before the summer holidays would
be over. The street was filled with energetic little kids bustling in and out
of the books and other shops which offered valuable discounts for the upcoming
session. He wanted to head straight towards the ice cream parlour where his
friends would be waiting for him, but a certain petite looking woman caught his
attention. She was passing through the doors of one of the most popular book
shops unaware of his eyes which were tracing her movements.

He stealthily followed her inside. While
she was searching for books in the biography section, he browsed randomly
through Non-fictions. Stealing glances from the texts he could see the similar
quirks which made him fall in love with her. The excitement whenever she found
something new, the scrunching of her nose when a certain book had not been
titled aptly; suddenly he felt a rush of adrenaline .

He knew he had to face her , no matter what
he had to talk to her. “Keya ,” her name rolled out smoothly out his tongue.

She slowly turned to face him. He thought
she would be enraged, or probably disgusted ; but as usual she surpassed his
imagination. Keya was smiling at him ,
waving him to walk over towards her.

“How have you been? ” she whispered ,
eyeing left and right to check if somebody was eavesdropping.

“ The same as you,” really smart Arvind
he berated himself.

“I always knew you were secretly a seer,”
she then thrusted a book towards him the title of which said ‘LET’S START ALL
OVER AGAIN’.

He was left speechless for a while , then as if he was struck with a bucket of cold water. Arvind looked at her with a sheepish smile “ I can do that.”

Copyright: meloheart

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” I took the job”, he told me over the phone and I suddenly felt my mouth opening, gaping like a fish.

I was walking through the tiny lane of a vegetable market and my sudden halt made the person behind me grumble a few words. Most of which included ‘younger generation’, ‘phones’ and how our lives are a mess.

“You told me , ” I started walking again “You needed time to gain some semblance and what about”? turning towards a shopkeeper, I realized that my voice had been amplified; much more than intended. “What about the worries you shared yesterday?”

Source: Indian Market

He was quite for a while and I had to check if the line was still on.

“Well, the boss called me last night.”

” And what convinced you?” I was smiling now.

“I surely am easily persuaded,” he sighed, there was some relief in that.

“Ask me, I have been trying to do that for four years now,” I was still standing in front of the shop.

“Trying to make me fall in love with you?” some sort of cankering could be heard .

” You realized that now,” shopping now would not be of much use, I realized. He would be here soon.

“Can’t share the secret , anyways where are you now?” I could hear the roar oh motorbike.

Copyright: meloheart

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